28 Nov 2013

“The air blows soft as the swirl of a painter’s brush outside and the dry leaves sink in a slow nocturne. There is a frustrated melancholy floating on the wind in stagnant spirals and it feels like the nights in This Side of Paradise. Effulgent voluptuous rain smothers the tree tops and the darkness shoves along the street in scandalized puffs.”

— Zelda Fitzgerald to F. Scott Fitzgerald, on a November day from 1931.

I can feel the frustrated melancholy that Zelda Fitzgerald talked about during this time of the year. We’ve left the sunny mellow afternoons behind and we're having plenty of gray rainy days. The air blows with an aching sadness at dawn. It feels like winter is already here. You can feel the cold on your bones. During days like these I just feel like sitting in the bathtub — as Sylvia Plath said: "There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure."—, or in front of the window looking at the sunset like Charlotte did on Lost In Translation. Also, when it comes to my professional future I start to feel like the Scarlett Johansson's character. I think this is not the first time I talk you about how much I love that film, basically 'cause I felt totally represented on Charlotte. Her personal situation reminds me of some things I went through. The same happens with the 5th season of Mad Men. I've been watching it lately and there is a darkness on the tempestuous relationship of the main characters that I also have felt on the past. Something that Terrence Malick's To the wonder shows too, that's why I have included some pics from it on this post. And of course, there are some photographs from Paris in here too 'cause rainy days remind me of Paris. I daydream about having a walk through the Quartier Latin and Saint-Germain-des-Près. Plus November is the anniversary of Albert Camus' birth and I’ve been reading his essay ‘The Myth of Sisyphus’, which I’ve always had wanted to read but never had find the right time to do it before.

//'When two halves collide' is Creamy Creature’s new album. What is Creamy Creature? Xavier Friedrich’s music project, who describes it with these words: “I make music from anything playable, giving more importance to what I want to express than to how it might sound, it's lenght or even if it's listenable. Enjoy.” Like all his superb music, this sixth album is a beautiful and nostalgic collection of songs that I recommend you to listen to. I can’t tell you more about this than what I have written while listening to it and that you can read below. All these sensations, memories and emotions is what you can feel listening to it:

// We smoked in opium our despair, waiting to exhale the demons that lie within me next to the smoke. As if the absinthic fire that went through my throat might extinguish them. A season in hell avec Rimbaud. Under the waning light of the Moon of Autumn and the amber sparkle of the lamposts, we were many people. You were Lilith, Eve, Marianne, on your way to freedom. From the Pont Neuf you looked at the water with your green eyes, as green as the dazzling Seine where I saw you for the first time. Your reflection segmented into three: ID, ego, and the white swan became black. Your voice echoed in the silence: What is love?" asked Karina, and she answered with the words of Paul Éluard: “Your voice, your eyes, your hands, your lips. Our silences, our words. Light that goes, light that returns. A single smile between us both. In quest of knowledge I watched night create day while we seemed unchanged.”